Longer Time at Sea Songtext
von Cory Chisel and the Wandering Sons

death won′t send a letter
but harm may call ahead
i remember what you said to me

raise your hands of feathers
and glide into the tress
im not certain that i see you now

well im not angry anymore
if we keep what we conceal
and if we lie about how we feel

i think our love will last a longer time at sea
don't make yourselves another enemy
not on account of me


meet me at the station
and step down from the stairs
and i′m sorry i wasn't there for you

but i'm not angry anymore
if we grind under the wheel
and if we lie about how we feel

i think our love will last a longer time as sea
don′t make yourselves another enemy
i think our love will last a longer time as sea
don′t make yourselves another enemy

tell me, are we smart?
well and how long til we fall apart
tell me how long till we come apart


our love will last a longer time at sea
well make yourselves another enemy
i think our love will last a longer time at sea
well make yourselves another enemy
not on account of me